Adali Hill Station: Our First Ride After Marriage ❤️

Every journey has its own story — and this one will forever stay close to my heart. It was our first ride together after marriage, a day filled with laughter, adventure, and quiet moments under the open sky.

🌄 The Beginning of Our Journey

Early in the morning, we started our ride, excited to explore new places and create memories together. Our plan was simple — a full day of exploration and an evening stay at a peaceful hill area.

After searching for the perfect spot, I chose a small, calm hill station near Seethampeta, Srikakulam district, Andhra Pradesh — a hidden gem called Adali Hill Station. I had heard it was quiet, scenic, and ideal for a short romantic escape.

🌅 Reaching Adali Hill Station

We reached Adali Hill around 6 PM, just as the sun began to set behind the mountains. The golden rays touched the hills, painting everything in warm, dreamy shades.

However, the hill station staff politely refused to allow us to pitch our own tent there. For a moment, I felt disappointed, but as they say — sometimes the best experiences come from unexpected turns.

🏡 A Warm Welcome from the Locals

We decided to stay near the base village, and I approached a few local people to ask if we could spend the night on a terrace. To our surprise, they were extremely friendly and kind-hearted.

They welcomed us warmly, offering us a safe place to stay. That night, as the wind gently touched our faces and the peaceful air surrounded us, we lay under the open sky — no noise, no crowd, just the two of us and the stars above.

It was one of the most peaceful nights of our lives — the kind that stays in your heart forever. The cool breeze whispered through the trees, and we drifted into a calm, beautiful sleep.

🌤️ A Morning of Magic and Memories

At sunrise, we woke up refreshed and packed our bags to head back to the hill for some photography. The soft morning light made everything look magical.

As we reached the top, we were greeted by a breathtaking view of the entire city below — calm, vast, and glowing under the golden sun. The place was so peaceful, so untouched, that it felt like time had stopped for us.

We clicked many photos together — some candid, some romantic — almost like a wedding photoshoot. Every smile, every glance captured the love and joy of our first adventure together.

🛣️ The Road and Beyond

The ghat road leading to Adali Hill was surprisingly smooth and safe, making the ride enjoyable. After spending almost two hours at the top, we continued our exploration of the Seethampeta region, visiting adventure parks and nearby waterfalls.

Every turn of the road brought a new view, a new feeling, and a new memory. It was a day filled with nature, peace, and togetherness — a perfect beginning to our new journey as husband and wife.

💖 Conclusion: A Ride to Remember

Our ride to Adali Hill Station wasn’t just a trip — it was a celebration of love, freedom, and new beginnings. That peaceful night, those golden sunrises, and the laughter we shared made this journey unforgettable.

Sometimes, happiness doesn’t need a luxury resort or a faraway destination — it just needs two hearts, one road, and a sky full of stars. 🌌

Romantic Escapes: Moments from Adali Hill Point

🏔️ Jindhagada Peak: Riding with the Three Idiots to the Highest Peak of Andhra Pradesh

After conquering Demali Hill, I thought my solo travel journey would continue in silence — just me, my bike, and the open road. But fate had other plans. The “three idiots” I met on my last trip became my unexpected travel partners for my next great adventure — Araku Valley and Jindhagada Peak.

🌧️ The Ride Begins – Araku Valley Calling

We started our journey towards Araku Valley full of excitement. The roads were smooth, the air fresh, and the spirit high — but soon, the climate changed suddenly due to a cyclone. Heavy rain and wind hit us hard, and my original solo plan was completely collapsed.

At first, I thought — “Why not? Let’s go with these three idiots.”
After all, their plan was the same: Araku Valley.

Despite the storm, we decided to ride on. The rain poured, our clothes were soaked, but our energy didn’t fade. For the first time in my life, I rode in a group ride, following hand signals from the lead rider. I had always hated group rides — I preferred the silence of solo travel. But this time, the experience felt different. We rode like one team, watching each other’s backs.

After a long, wet, and thrilling ride, we reached Araku Valley safely — with zero accidents.

☕ Araku Valley Evenings and a New Plan

We found a lodge to stay for the night and got some much-needed rest. In the evening, we visited nearby spots like the Coffee Museum — the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air and recharged our tired souls.

That night, sitting together, I shared my next plan with them —

“I want to ride to Jindhagada Peak — the highest peak in Andhra Pradesh.”

The three idiots smiled and said, “Let’s do it!”

And just like that, our next destination was set.

🛵 Ride to Jindhagada – Armakonda Adventure

Before we started, we did some quick shopping for raincoats — because the weather was still unpredictable. The road to Jindhagada (also known as Armakonda) was filled with beauty — waterfalls, misty forests, and endless views of nature. Every turn was a new painting by nature itself.

Finally, we reached the base village of Jindhagada. The villagers were simple, warm, and spoke in their tribal language. I met the trek organizer and discussed the route. He warned us that night trekking or solo trekking was risky. Thankfully, he arranged for a local guide to accompany us.

We were already tired from the previous day’s long ride, but our spirits were high. Even the older members of our group — aged 35 and 45 — showed incredible energy. Watching them climb made me realize that age doesn’t define passion.

🌫️ Fog, Confusion, and the Marking Tree

As we climbed, fog surrounded everything. Visibility dropped to almost zero, and soon, we realized we might have lost the route. My phone had no signal and low battery, and rain was still falling.

I thought fast — “Let’s go back to that tree we marked earlier.”
It was the smartest move of the trek. We found our way back to that point, got a signal, and called the base camp for backup. Soon, help arrived, and we safely made it back to the camp.

It was still raining heavily because of the cyclone, but we laughed about it, shared stories, and enjoyed the warmth of our tent. That night was unforgettable — wet clothes, tired bodies, but happy souls.

🌄 Morning at Jindhagada – The View That Stole My Heart

The next morning, I woke up to one of the most mesmerizing views I’ve ever seen. The sky was clearing, fog danced between the trees, and sunlight touched the peaks gently. I took some of the best photos of my travel life that morning — pure, untouched nature.

The final stretch of the Jindhagada Peak trek was simple but slippery. The rocks were wet, and fog made the climb risky. Yet, step by step, we reached the summit — the highest point in Andhra Pradesh.

It was my third peak exploration, but this one felt deeply meaningful.

💭 The Talk That Changed My Mindset

That night at the base camp, we talked — not just about travel, but about life.
Each of us came from different professions — different cities, different struggles. But all of us were searching for the same thing — peace.

One of them said something I’ll never forget:

“We are the middle generation — born after the 90s, before Gen Z.
We’re locked between responsibilities and dreams. We work to make our families happy, but somewhere, we forget our own happiness.”

Those words hit hard. Because it was true — even I had felt that emptiness.
But up there, surrounded by clouds and silence, I realized — travel is not an escape; it’s a way to feel alive again.

🌍 Conclusion: My Third Peak, A New Perspective

When we finally descended back to the base village, my legs were tired but my heart was full.
Jindhagada wasn’t just another hill to conquer — it was another reminder that life is not about plans or perfection, it’s about moments, connections, and courage to move forward.

Traveling with those “three idiots” taught me that the best journeys are the ones that break your comfort zone and rebuild your mindset.
And with that, my story of Jindhagada Peak became not just a travel memory — but a life chapter.

Whispers of the Hills Through My Camera

🏔️ Deomali: A Journey That Changed My Mindset

Sometimes, a simple trip can become a turning point in life. My journey to Deomali Hill wasn’t just about reaching the top — it was about rediscovering myself, my dreams, and the real meaning of travel.

🌅 Arrival at Deomali Before Sunset

It was around 5:30 PM when I reached the base of Deomali Hill, just before sunset. The golden light painted the mountains, and the chill of evening air whispered adventure. I parked my bike at the base camp, took a deep breath, and prepared for my climb.

Just as I was ready to start, I met two local friends who were also planning to trek. We decided to climb together — three strangers chasing the same sunset.

🥾 The Trek to the Peak

The trek was tougher than I expected — steep, rocky, and full of surprises. It took us about 30 to 45 minutes to reach the peak area, but every minute of struggle was worth it. As we climbed higher, the evening sky turned into a masterpiece of colors — orange, pink, and purple melting into one another.

When we reached the top, the view took my breath away. The world below looked small, and the clouds drifted lazily across the horizon. I spent almost two hours at the peak, watching the sunset disappear behind the hills. It was pure magic.

🔥 Night at the Base Camp

As darkness fell, I trekked back down to my base camp, set up my tent, and prepared a small bonfire. The cold wind was strong, but the warmth of the fire and the silence of nature created a peace I can’t describe.

I spent the whole night alone — just me, the stars, and my thoughts. The sky above was filled with countless stars, reminding me of my childhood dreams. The sound of the night breeze felt like a mother’s lullaby, soft and soothing, helping me drift into deep sleep.

🌄 Morning Fog and a Bike That Refused to Start

The next morning, I woke up early to pack my tent and prepare for the ride back. But the fog was thick, and my bike refused to start. The engine was too cold, and it took nearly an hour to warm up and finally come to life again.

While waiting, I just stood there, watching the fog lift slowly from the hills — it was like nature’s curtain rising for a new day.

😄 Meeting the “Three Idiots” of Travel

When I reached the starting point, life threw another surprise at me. I met three amazing travelers — I like to call them the ‘Three Idiots’ (inspired by the movie, but with a twist).

They were of different ages — one my age and unmarried, another around 35, and the third about 45. Three different generations, but the same mindset — full of curiosity, laughter, and love for travel.

Each of them had their own bike, their own story, and no proper plan — just the road and freedom. Talking to them made me realize something important — traveling has no age limit, no perfect plan, and no rules. It’s about the journey, not the destination.

💭 A New Mindset, A New Beginning

That day, my second solo trip turned into a life-changing experience. The three strangers taught me that true traveling is not about how far you go or how perfectly you plan — it’s about how deeply you live every moment.

As a person from a military background, I’ve always followed structure and discipline. But that day, standing on Deomali Hill, I decided to live freely, travel more, and let the road teach me what no book ever could.

I continued my journey with my new friends for two more days, and it was nothing short of amazing. Together, we laughed, explored, and created memories that will stay forever.

🌍 Conclusion: The Real Conquer

When I look back now, I realize that conquering Deomali Hill was not about climbing to the top — it was about conquering my own fears, routines, and limitations.

That hill gave me something more valuable than a view — it gave me a new way to see life.